Sometimes I wonder
How good it would be
If I had simply never been born
Despite everything
Despite all
(Or rather, of the few)
When I'm with myself
In silence and in the dark
The feeling of emptiness reigns
Sovereign as never before.
As always.
And everything seems unimportant
Especially... Me.
How good would it be?
How good it would be...
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